Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 649: On Whose Shoulders Will the Future of the Great Liang Dynasty Rest?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 284: Do You Believe Me?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 363: I Want Save All of Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1245- Source battle
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.3
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 976: Arrival
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1244- Worry and Joy
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 349 - Possessing Puppets And Learning Through Combat
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 648: Who Can Fathom an Emperor's Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 283: Confiscate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 362: The Perfect Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1243- Proof of the Formation and Proof of the Ruins
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 975: Migration
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.01.1 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 348 - The Shenxia Tower Opens; Salute The Godly General!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1242- Antidote and Sacrifice (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.2: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 2
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“Listen!” Fatty suddenly said.
The sound of discussion disappeared. Everyone held their breath for half a minute.
“What did you want us to listen to?” You Qi turned to Fatty. There was annoyance in his eyes.
“I… believed I heard the sound of boat rowing.” Fatty explained, “But… it disappeared.”
“You were probably too nervous,” Qin Jian, who stood a distance away, said confidently. He looked at the others like he was above them. “Or you were hallucina…” Then, his words got stuck in his throat as he looked at the foggy lake with fear.
A boat silently cut through the mist. The boat was empty. Everyone finally reacted when the boat bumped against the shore. The next second, the drums began. It was… San Geng.
Chill started to spread. Everyone stared at the boat and then at the lake. The fog started to part to reveal a deep red figure on the lake’s surface. It was Young Master Huang. The figure was swaying. One arm was straight, while the other was bent. The fluttering sleeves lowered to block his face. This graceful pose invoked fear in ev
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